Poetry, Visual Art and the Good Intentions of a New Year January and February feel like the lowest ebb of the year and thus the worst time to engage with a new project. It is a time for sloping about, perhaps ravelling in the tail ends of the old year. The part of the... Continue Reading →
Bees
It is a sad time. A time known to most of us in one way or another, of saying goodbye. It helps to think with words and pictures, and perhaps, later, to elaborate.
Suite Brexite
Nigel Unnatural lines stretch a manmade smile awkward geometry in a face that hangs like a crumpled sheet of beef A smile engineered to deflect and damn the hate that pools rheumy spoil collecting in the folds Dave he thought he thought he thought he thoughntleroy I thought…… A whiff of talc and... Continue Reading →
Lulu Allison, contemporary fiction author 